Potential Titles: Julia Alvarez

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See the chalice turn into an ax - Julia Alvarez "Addison's Vision"

The light as it first shone on Adam - Julia Alvarez "Addison's Vision"

Letters sent by island aunts - Julia Alvarez "Aficionados"

Pulled back by my lunatic heart - Julia Alvarez "All-American Girl"

Rage against the mockery of art - Julia Alvarez "Anger and Art"

Take the hurricane out of the wind - Julia Alvarez "Ars Politica"

Turn the beggars loose on my vegetables - Julia Alvarez "Ars Politica"

Like thoughtful fairies in a Shakespeare play - Julia Alvarez "Bad Weather Friends"

Turned me to this paper solitude - Julia Alvarez "By Accident"

To meet the future in disguise - Julia Alvarez "Death Days"

Other anniversaries of near misses - Julia Alvarez "Death Days"

Made your first and failed exile - Julia Alvarez "Did I Redeem Myself?"

Reframe that choice as sacrifice - Julia Alvarez "Did I Redeem Myself?"

Growing up in a double tyranny - Julia Alvarez "Did I Redeem Myself?"

At midnight with a broken heart - Julia Alvarez "Did I Redeem Myself?"

Their ghostly faces rushing by - Julia Alvarez "Direct Address"

Likely to transform my wish - Julia Alvarez "Direct Address"

Undressed of any excess - Julia Alvarez "Disappearing"

To avoid the sight of needy eyes - Julia Alvarez "Disappearing"

Compromise the seed of self - Julia Alvarez "Disappearing"

Whatever power wields the watering can - Julia Alvarez "Disappearing"

After the feast of summer - Julia Alvarez "Disappearing"

The fall with its empty cup - Julia Alvarez "Disappearing"

Another hammer blow on the coffin lid - Julia Alvarez "Famous Poet, Years Afterward"

The coffin lid of a ghost - Julia Alvarez "Famous Poet, Years Afterward"

Over the muddy waters of reconciliation - Julia Alvarez "Fights"

Bad weathers of the soul - Julia Alvarez "Fights"

The world mined with betrayals - Julia Alvarez "Fights"

In the back rooms of the heart - Julia Alvarez "Fights"

A multitude of orphan needs - Julia Alvarez "Gaining My Self Back"

Starved by the iron will of discipline - Julia Alvarez "Gaining My Self Back"

Tall order but short notice - Julia Alvarez "Grand Baby"

The noisy mysteries of the universe - Julia Alvarez "Grand Baby"

On the railroad tracks of men's arms - Julia Alvarez "Hairbands"

Depression is always in the details - Julia Alvarez "Heartland"

The years don't forgive anyone - Julia Alvarez "In Spanish"

That time topples us all - Julia Alvarez "In Spanish"

The sediment at the bottom of my heart - Julia Alvarez "In Spanish"

The clocks are ticking in the cricket grass - Julia Alvarez "Intimations of Mortality from a Recollection in Early Childhood"

The hard work of staying alive - Julia Alvarez "Keeping Watch"

Seeds for next summer's weeds - Julia Alvarez "Last Trees"

Dante's dark wood closing in - Julia Alvarez "Last Trees"

Finding the last puzzle piece - Julia Alvarez "Leaving English"

Never found solace in silence - Julia Alvarez "Life Lines"

The winds of time would carry me - Julia Alvarez "Life Lines"

Pulling the mind's ladder up behind me - Julia Alvarez "Locust"

Took solace from those locust trees - Julia Alvarez "Locust"

Ten acres and a sky-reflecting pond - Julia Alvarez "Locust"

The seed we call our soul - Julia Alvarez "Locust"

The gist of mist or drizzle - Julia Alvarez "Looking Up"

Used the heavens as a crystal ball - Julia Alvarez "Looking Up"

Looking upward for more certainty - Julia Alvarez "Looking Up"

Scavenging for the divine - Julia Alvarez "Looking Up"

The margins of our human drama - Julia Alvarez "Looking Up"

The feast spoils while we argue portions - Julia Alvarez "Love Portions"

A resume of thin successes - Julia Alvarez "Lunch Hour, 1971"

Nietzsche between drying coats - Julia Alvarez "Manholes"

A breathless shipwreck crawling up a beach - Julia Alvarez "Meditation"

The scowl my father wore in exile - Julia Alvarez "Museo del Hombre"

History wearing the face of family - Julia Alvarez "Museo del Hombre"

An absolute that isn't there - Julia Alvarez "My Bottom Line"

Struggling to navigate my own way - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"

Dead center in the human heart - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"

With her slant sense of directions - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"

Such mixtures are my forte - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"

Sweeps out the house of childhood - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"

A Tower of Babel crammed in Noah's ark - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"

For whom books are love letters - Julia Alvarez "Reading for Pleasure"

Into the deeper cistern of his soul - Julia Alvarez "Regreso"

A sign promised from the afterworld - Julia Alvarez "Signs"

Catching the light at day's end - Julia Alvarez "Small Portions"
Long corridors of views into the heart - Julia Alvarez "Small Portions"

A god in the minus numbers - Julia Alvarez "Small Portions"

Hear a chorus in one voice - Julia Alvarez "Small Portions"

Build Versailles in a maple's cubby - Julia Alvarez "Small Portions"

Only the empty hand is free to hold - Julia Alvarez "That Moment"

The careful brushstrokes of a fire - Julia Alvarez "Tom"

What remains when the feast is over - Julia Alvarez "Tom"

Skips stones across the pond of longing - Julia Alvarez "Tone"

An Ariadne string that leads you out - Julia Alvarez "Touching Bottom"

A minotaur of your own making - Julia Alvarez "Touching Bottom"

That subterfuge is part of poetry - Julia Alvarez "Undercover Poet"

Full-blown and full of birds - Julia Alvarez "What Was It That I Wanted?"

Still respects my solitude - Julia Alvarez "What Was It That I Wanted?"

With the mute heart's eloquence - Julia Alvarez "What Was It That I Wanted?"

Love unhinged from shame - Julia Alvarez "What Was It That I Wanted?"

Join the fray of an awakened life - Julia Alvarez "What We Ask For"

The loneliness of waking late - Julia Alvarez "What We Ask For"

The holy spirit of the ridiculous - Julia Alvarez "Why Don't We Ever See Jesus Laughing?"

Weathered their stormy rebellions - Julia Alvarez "Why I Teach"

Until I jotted down my gratitude - Julia Alvarez "Why I Write"

A pincushion of flickering lights - Julia Alvarez "Winter Storm"

Here to shovel out the silence - Julia Alvarez "Winter Storm"

No ram appears to stop my hand - Julia Alvarez "Winter Storm"

Plunging doubt's knives into what I love - Julia Alvarez "Winter Storm"

Snows come and all my Isaacs die - Julia Alvarez "Winter Storm"

In the hierarchy of my respect - Julia Alvarez "You"


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